Chuanliu's eyelids twitched. She adjusted her black mask and pulled the kind old man aside. "What do you mean by that, sir?"

The old man grinned mischievously and rubbed the three fingers of his right hand together.

The former understood and took out 500 yuan from his pocket.

The old man immediately beamed with joy, "You don't know this, but recently the authorities have issued an order to ban the buying and selling of identity tokens, especially cracking down on the black market. Now, even if these people have the tokens, they don't dare to respond to you."

"Strict enforcement? I haven't heard of any city issuing such a notice."

"You're not familiar with this. When they issue orders, there aren't any written rules. They just 'shot' anyone caught!"

The old man gestured across his neck and continued, "It's said that most of the tokens that used to circulate on the black market have been taken back by the higher-ups. In my opinion, even if you could find some, you might not be able to afford the price. Think about it, it's a matter of losing your head!"

It turned out that these vendors mistook them for high-ranking officials sent to entrap law enforcement, and they knew exactly what was going on.

Just as he was about to leave, the old man stopped him. "Young man, it's fate that we met. Why don't you come and take a look at my place?"

According to traditional patterns, an elderly person who suddenly appears on the road is very likely to be a reclusive master.

Chuanliu nodded thoughtfully, and with a "nothing to lose" attitude, followed the old man to his stall.

The old man immediately began excitedly introducing it to Chuanliu, "Look! This is a family-inherited recipe for liniment, a product recommended by industry experts! No need for 100 days, 50 days, or even 10 days to recover from a bone or sprain injury—just three days! Three days to restore your health!"

So you must be wondering, how much does this rare treasure cost? Not 10,000 yuan, not even 1,000 yuan! A rock-bottom price, only 998 yuan! Don't stop me, I'm here today to get a great deal for everyone!

"..."

"..."

"..."

She was wrong.

Rumors circulating online are not credible...

Don't talk to strangers...

Chuanliu felt a wave of weariness and turned to leave.

His hawking actually attracted a few people, so the old man excitedly began to introduce his wares again.

At this moment, seeing the old man start hawking his wares, the stall owners next to him also joined in, not to be outdone.

The stall owner was a young man with a simple and honest appearance. He was initially a little embarrassed, but seemingly spurred on by the fact that all his customers had gone to the old man, he started calling out to customers as well.

"Ten yuan, ten yuan, all ten yuan!"

His face flushed red, and he looked embarrassed. Then he continued, "Everything is 10 yuan! You won't regret it! A real clearance sale! No need to ask the price, no need to haggle, everything is 10 yuan!"

Believe it or not, it actually worked.

People who were initially drawn in by the old man's shouts, who had been deterred by the "discounted price" of 998, were brought back by the young man's shouts.

Compared to 998, 10 yuan is incredibly cheap.

You have to take a look at the height and the difference.

Chuanliu stopped right in front of the stall.

Keys, buttons, stones, withered plants, broken sticks, beggar-style clothes...

She wouldn't take these things even if you offered her 10 yuan.

Seeing this, the crowd turned to leave in disappointment.

Seeing this, the young man quickly called out to the crowd, "Don't go! Don't go! I still have some good stuff here!"

As he spoke, he brought out a box.

This time, the contents of the box were much more exquisite: glass lamps, porcelain teapots, a deadly wrench, and sparkling jewelry.

"Hey, this one's pretty good!" Someone with sharp eyes picked up a wrench, gestured with their hand, and then asked, "This one's 10 yuan too?"

The young man shook his head. "The things in the box cost 100 yuan."

Considering the price and quality, 100 yuan doesn't seem expensive at all.

The man gritted his teeth and immediately paid the money.

Other onlookers also started making their own choices.

The young man chuckled and emptied the contents of the box onto the table so customers could choose what they wanted.

Just then, Chuanliu's gaze fell on a wooden box.

This wooden box looks ordinary, except that it is polished and shiny on the outside than a regular box.

However, Chuanliu knew that this was not an ordinary wooden box, but a mechanical wooden box used for magic tricks.

At this moment, someone picked up the wooden box, shook it, opened the lid, found that there was nothing inside, and threw it aside with a look of disgust.

The young man quickly picked it up and looked at it. "Brother, if you don't want to buy it, you don't have to. Don't drop it. Look how good the quality of this wooden box is."

"What's the use of good quality if it can't fit anything!"

The young man gave a guilty chuckle.

Chuanliu pretended to inspect the goods and picked up the box.

He flicked the switch from an angle unseen by others; then, with lightning speed, he opened the box a crack, glanced inside, and quickly closed it again.

No one noticed the whole process.

She tossed the box back as if nothing had happened.

The young man quickly took the box and complained, "If you keep treating my things like this, you'll have to pay for them at full price!"

Chuanliu's gaze swept across the table. She picked up a tea set and pretended to examine it closely.

Seeing an opportunity, the young man immediately introduced it to her: "This set is said to have been used by a high-ranking official. It has exquisite carvings and a semi-openwork design. The tea brewed with it will emit a refreshing fragrance. I'd be losing money selling it to you for 100 yuan!"

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